A Son's Father

it turns out i was actually wrong, it was a mutual breakup between both my parents when i was about seven or eight months. my mom married my step-dad when i was three, and in my anger, i mixed up the numbers.
i wrote this for my english class. i had been wanting to write a poem for a while, especially of this topic. this gave me the chance. after reading it to the class the next day, i actually had people saying it was a good poem and everything! it was exciting for me.

A son loves his father The father loves his son The father is amazing The father is number one

Dad can do no wrong Dad is perfect; Dad is strong Dad is great, and for a while Dad was all that could make me smile

One fine summer in evening late Turmoil stirs the home Anger stirring through his head The father enters his son's own room

The father fights! The father argues! But the father doesn't know a thing! Quietly, the son listens Quietly, the son responds

"Dad, I'm not sure what to say Because I don't know what she said to you I'm just not sure she told you the full truth." And thus Dad leaves the room.

The Dad comes back moments later Sorrow on his face What he says, then walks away, Leaves him - or me? - in disgrace.

"Son, I'm not sure what to do Your momma's coming to get you soon." I start to pack my bags Again, he leaves the room.

Just like he left my mom and me When I was only three And now he's walking out of my room Giving up on me.

The Empire of Dad cannot fall That's the way it seemed. Maybe Dad wasn't so great at all Only in my dreams.

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